*** Dis-moi... ***




"Est-Ce Qu'Impulse Va Revenir Avec Des Images Des Étoiles En Haute Résolution ?", Posait La Question D'Un Téléspectateur De bfm.tv, En Dernier Lieu, Et En Mon Ultime Rêve, Celui-Ci, Après Avoir Zappé Sur cette chaîne-ci... Parce Qu'Impulse Était Passé En Une Autre Galaxie... J'Ose Espérer Que Le Terrible Cauchemar Fait Avec Plein d'islamistes Qui Me Tiraient Dessus N'Etait Pas Un Cauchemar Prémonitoire... Tant Il Fut Horrible Et Se Finit Mal... Puis De Me Rendormir Après 9.00 Am... Je Retournerai Bien Me Coucher Un Petit Peu Encore...

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Thanks A Lot, Princess Valois... Take Care And En Joy... LIFE... You Did As Many Did It... They Only Came... Then They Left Me... All Alone ! Why ??? I Don't Know It...
Valois a dit…
...tell me,in captured view,of invisible brush, etched .....footprints in a mirror reflections of everything that is, ....in the imagination ....in color mosaic of fragmented reflecting in views....Tell me, shining light faster than the clatter of hooves, the speeding horse ,......Day, as night and night as day ....a one like second... it seems and yet.. It is not ... a one .... like, the second intertwined , who' first and who the other ..?..........fragile threads string of pearls of collected morning dew silver a thread cobwebs tied, ....in a sea of memories oblivion ....... ... tell me it is possible to catch the sun, sun like butterfly in network ,in a net on butterflies, wind enclosed in crystal vessel,. like a jewel, time , conclude to lock up in a sumptuous Caskets carved reliefs ... like a jewel...it is better to know or not to know? ...in clouds across the sky like a dark dream cloud .... changing in fluffy tiny nothing ..., in way without borders ...tiny boat of from dreams .... in golden reflections with in veil to uncover ,...... leaning with smiling in light ... quivering as the moment fluttering in wind .....,and between, undulating blades of grass Quakerish beneath tiny steps ,...... is gone
YOU ARE THE FIRST ONE... And THE ONLY ONE... I Am As i Told You Into My Last Memory Interbase Memory Words... Everything Depends On You, Your Unconscious, Your Animus, And Your Dear Friend The Shadow Into The Dark Night... He Sometimes Looks Like A Cat, Left Claws, But He Is Before Anything Protector... There Are Many Other Ways To Catch Someone Else... But Indeed, As You Stay By My Sides, I Prefer To Be Respectuous And Not To Know... Maybe Are You Gone... Maybe Not... i Prefer Not... To Be Gone...
We Were Riding Horses Together... Or Not... It Depended On My Epilepsia... Sometimes, There Was A Woman Who Afraided me, Next To The Party Time... Sometimes Horses Rided By Myself, Savages In Plaines, In America... THen i Woke Up...
So, Sweet Dreams To You, Princess Valois... You Decide, i'll Do As My Unconscious Do It... You Are The Queen. <3
Have A Lovely Sunday, Dear Princess Valois... "Who Am I", Are You Asking To me... I Still Don't Know... A Poetess... That's All What i Know About You... Who You Are Else ??? Still, I'm Wondering... Yesterday Was My Arrival In New York, 8 Years Ago After... 8 Years That i'm Writing To You All And Each One... You Are The Only One Who Still Dare To Write To me... So Thank You Very Much...
Post-Scriptum : Bisous Very Sweet <3 <3 <3
Bon Dimanche Mademoiselle Valois, Mademoiselle X, Et Blanka Pospisilova <3 <3 <3 Bisous Tout Doux à Vous Et Vos Fripouilles... Allez, Je Vais Aller Repasser L'Aspi à Rototos... J'Aurai Bien Dormi... Mais Mon Inconscient N'Aura Pas Intérêt à S'Envoler Le Grand Jour Venu De Mon Grand Départ... Parce Qu'On Aura Des Choses à Se Dire... Pas Vrai, Mon Inconscient, Ma Belle Anima Et Mon Chevalier V...
I Do Prefer To Know, Princess V., And Understand What i'm Living Since 8 Years Ago... Quite... It Is Better To Understand And Be Understood... Don't You Think So ?!? There Are So Many Who Just Are Incomprehensibles And Uncomprehensive... Take Care, Dear Princess...

Jean-Christophe.

Post-Scriptum : Have a Lovely Day <3